User blog comment:Ferretmaiden/Assassins Refuge/@comment-1366789-20110828172822

OOC: is the weasel someone we know?

*A squirrel curses as Abscon's arrow grazes his paw causing his arrow to fly far to the left* seems that leak we got was right! there is a group of vermin invading Brushtree land.

*The squirrel cheiftan, a black squirrel sneers* they won't last long. once we run out of arrows, have the army advance through the trees.

''*Xeron sits, gasping as blood runs in thick ribbons down his arm, the arrow having hit an artery. Meeka makes her way to him*'' you alright?

*Smiles his cold as the north winds smile* i'll be alot better when i find the fool who did it and make him suffer.

*Meeka sighs and starts to help him work the arrow out* it peirced you're bone. i don't know if you'll be able to use it for a while. *An arrow sinks in the ground next to her cutting her paw* ow!